It’s quiet—the kind of quiet I like. The kind that lets me breathe.

I’m in the far corner of the library again, pretending to browse through books I’ve already read. My fingers trace the spine of a novel, but my eyes… they drift. They always do.

I run my fingers over the spines without really seeing them. Just killing time—hiding, more like. It's easier here. Quiet. Predictable. Safe.

Then the door creaks.

I stiffen. That soft sound, the one I’ve memorized more than I should have.

She’s here.

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Of course, she goes straight to her usual seat by the window. Like always. Like some strange ritual I’ve come to expect more than I should. She sits with that same calm grace, light catching on her hair like it’s trying to make her glow even more than she already does.

And then—like some forbidden act—she pulls something from her bag. A snack. Again.

Seriously...? Again with the food?

I stay hidden behind the shelves, peeking through a gap in the books. She looks around cautiously, as if the shelves are filled with surveillance cameras instead of dust. Then she grins, satisfied, and takes a bite.

There it is. That dumb, bright smile.

She’s enjoying it. Like, genuinely enjoying it. Her cheeks puff slightly with each bite, her eyes narrowing in amusement—like she’s having a moment of rebellion and thinks it’s the funniest thing in the world.

It’s ridiculous.

...And kind of adorable.

I tighten my grip on the book in my hand, trying to stop the heat from creeping into my cheeks.

Idiot. Why are you watching her again? You’re not part of her world. Just pick a book and leave before she sees you.

But I didn’t move.

Instead, I stay in the shadows, watching her quietly.

And somehow… the world doesn’t feel as heavy.

—Clatter.

My fingers slip. The book falls from my hand and hits the floor with a loud, echoing thud.

I freeze.

Her head turns.

Eyes wide. Looking straight at me.

...Crap.

"...I-I wasn’t watching you or anything," I blurt out too fast, panic rising in my throat. "I-I j-just… dropped the b-book. That’s all."

I bend down to pick it up, wishing the floor would just swallow me whole.

“…Wish I could magically disappear right now. How embarrassing.”